Anna Nicole2013

Anna Nicole Smith:
[picks up phone; sighs] This is Anna Nicole.

Georges Marciano:
It's your agent, Anna. I just got word from Marciano at Guess. It seems they might've heard about all that crazy crap you did at the hotel.

Anna Nicole Smith:
[scoffs] They were, like, spyin' on me?

Georges Marciano:
[almost deadpan] They didn't need to, Anna; you weren't exactly discreet. Seems they've decided not to pick up the last two years of your contract.

Anna Nicole Smith:
Well, forget them, then; just find me something... bigger, something better.

Georges Marciano:
Actually, Anna, we've decided we're terminating our relationship with you, too.

Anna Nicole Smith:
What?

Georges Marciano:
[enunciating] You are no longer our client. [pause] Goodbye. [click; dial tone; Anna switches off the telephone, sighs and sits dejected]

Middle Danny:
[comes in through double doors] Hey, Mom! [Anna is softly sobbing into her hand] What's wrong, Mom? [looks at Danny and turns her head back sadly]